Si, Señora. Boma Ye! – Part 01

Hiramatsu’s daily routine never changed.

Wake-up time, breakfast, dinner, bed.

Even the time she spent on homework stayed the same every day. She probably counted it as review and prep, too. She studied for hours.

I respected her for it. I was the type who spent all of summer break making a schedule for my homework and called it a day.

“Did anything happen?” someone asked behind me. I knew that beautiful voice.

“No problems,” I answered without turning around. “Everything looked fine today.”

Watching Hiramatsu around the clock was brutal, even for me. So we rotated shifts.

The one who’d come to relieve me was Sera. Her black ponytail blended into the night sky; darkness suited her that well.

Black cloak. Sword. She always carried Excalibur-Masamune in case something happened. Even if a cop stopped her and asked to see it, she’d be fine. Because inside, it was